Saturday, September 20, 2008

Pablo, Killing It

I bought a copy of The Captain's Verses to plug some love back into my brain during all this monotony. And wow. Pablo doesn't play.

"September 8th"

Today, this day was a brimming cup,
today, this day was the immense wave,
today, it was all the earth.

Today the stormy sea
lifted us in a kiss
so high that we trembled
in a lightingflash
and, tied, we went down
to sink without untwining.

Today our bodies became vast,
they grew to the edge of the world
and rolled melting
into a single drop
of wax or meteor.

Between you and me a new door opened
and someone, still faceless,
was waiting for us there.